Watching the night animals Bellying close to the ground I was walking in the dark It was following some feral scent Like I was crossing the road Like I was Following those streets to their destinations
And the animals of the world And the animals of the world Find theirs
And when the wind stops We all stop and we are silent And in the end we all will bend We will break away From the ox head We are moths around a porch light We're covered in jars Or pinned to the wall Dried out and displayed Tired out and dismayed From riding on the winds Biding the tides Riding the winds Or biding the tides
Flying with the sun Or perched in a row I was at a window sill They were unaware like I was A moment there and then gone Like I was Looking for a place to rest
And the animals of the world And the animals of the world Find theirs
And when the wind stops We all stop and we are silent And in the end We all will bend We will break away From the ox head We are moths around a porch light We're covered in jars Or pinned to the wall Dried out and displayed Tired out and dismayed From riding on the wheels Biding the streets Riding the wheels Or biding the streetsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
